Luyện nghe bài hát Unrational

[Mr.
Depending on the weather, or whether or not I bust you with these
The rhythm is in the bass drum, can you feel it?
Nod head so I know you're down with me
I'm spitting and preaching on my philosophy
Can I begin a fuck you
To all of you
Mothafuckers shit about me and and my fucking crew
My mind's in space like an
I'm weighing in a little bigger a mothafucking juggarnaut
I'm on the edge, down to ya
a soldier
I'm than Ray Liotta
I thought I ya
Now I'm
To paint my lyrics on your ear
Your is the canvas

I some
Get
Ill is my
I
Performance and skills from my lyrical traits
I pack the formula to like a chemist
Balancing the chemicals and imbreed
My appearal, hat, black shirt
more pussy than Captain Kirk
My comes and goes like the threat of war
the troops, feel the wrath of my sword
My tongue cuts your with the depth of a razor
Picking off the with the infrared laser
Breakdown, I'm ticking like a time bomb
Paranoid, schizophrenic, nervous, calm
I feel the tension of life, no other way to
Unless I for a second and I breathe....

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[Mr.
dimension
I never to mention
About the Retro Horror Music the brain dead;
it tension
Inside of my because I'm blind to the facts
Of the
Troubled equal pain in a nigga's youth

On my
For a in my vein
Feel the shockwaves travel straight to my
And I might be up off the flashbacks
rhyme
Plus the
heart attacks

Covered dirt
In the is the bones
Fossils of the
Follow the path to my home
Once it's on
Cause I come from the grave
Diobolical mind in '96, I'm on the
Can you contain the of evolution
Eardrums pounding from my noise pollution

I got more than Ultraman
and

Yes, I'm

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[Mr.
Motivated by the
To life to the instrumental
Taking my sound to another level
And bringin' forth the that you can't fuck with
And if you something stanking, that's me,
I'm the shit
the hit
A lyricist is my
Leaving stanking while I'm stepping in the meanwhile
No
Because I'm known to be
wicked
Pass me the microphone and me kick it
As I dazzle the crowd and the rage
With the speed and of a hurricane
I'm the man, you that I'm dramatical
Peep this shit, yo, the is unrational

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